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Volume 1: Youthful Passion Chapter 2

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Xie Wendong didn't know how long he had walked before he finally got home. When he opened the door, both his father and mother were there. When the two saw the injury on their son's face, they quickly asked, "Wendong, what happened to your face?"

 

Xie Wendong's pride prevented him from admitting that he had been beaten by others. He mumbled, "It was raining outside, and I accidentally slipped and fell."

 

His mother asked with concern, "Are you okay, Wendong? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry about it!" Xie Wendong went back to his room and closed the door. He was in a very confused state of mind and didn't want to see anyone.

 

Xie Wendong's father knocked on his door and said, "Wendong, then have some food before you go into the room!"
"Dad, I've already eaten outside." An impatient voice came from inside the room. Xie Wendong's father turned to look at his wife and said, "I feel that the generation gap between us and the child is getting bigger and bigger. Now Wendong rarely talks to us about his own affairs." "Yeah, this child..."

 

After a little past ten o'clock, Xie Wendong heard that his parents had gone back to their room to sleep. So he came out of the room, first went to the bathroom and washed himself clean. Then he went to the balcony, found the family's toolbox, took a decoration knife, and returned to his own room.

 

In his room, Xie Wendong took off all his clothes and stood naked in front of the mirror, holding the decoration knife in his hand. Looking at himself in the mirror, Xie Wendong said in a cold voice, "Xie Wendong, remember this. From today on, no one can bully you anymore!"

 

Then he pushed out the blade of the decoration knife, stretched out his left hand, and slashed at the palm of his hand. The sharp blade cut across his palm, forming a wound more than three inches long, and blood gushed out instantly. Xie Wendong gritted his teeth to keep himself from crying out. Looking at his own contorted face in the mirror, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xie Wendong, if you can't even endure such pain, then what hope do you have of not being bullied?" The pain in his palm stimulated every nerve in his body, and he couldn't help but let out soft moans of "mm-hmm".

 

Perhaps it was too painful, or he had lost too much blood, but Xie Wendong felt a sudden dizziness, yet he still held the decoration knife tightly in his hand. Xie Wendong's parents heard some movement in their son's room, which sounded like the sound of someone being ill. Not understanding what was going on, they opened the door to Xie Wendong's room, and the two were stunned by the scene in front of them. They saw that there was blood on Xie Wendong's hand and on the floor, and he was lying naked on the ground, making a faint sound.

 

Xie Wendong's father quickly wrapped his son in a blanket and walked outside, with his mother following behind. The two of them rushed to the hospital.

 

A week later, Xie Wendong, as usual, carried his schoolbag and came to school, but his left hand was wrapped in white gauze.

 

When he entered the classroom, ignoring the curious glances of his classmates, he silently sat in his seat. The classmates felt that Xie Wendong, whom they hadn't seen for a week, was somewhat different, but they couldn't exactly tell what was different. It was just a strange feeling.

 

Looking at his deskmate, Xu Na asked with concern, "Xie Wendong, I heard that you were ill and in the hospital these past few days. What kind of illness was so serious?"
"It's nothing." Xie Wendong smiled slightly, "I just accidentally cut my hand."
Seeing the gauze on Xie Wendong's hand, Xu Na nodded in understanding and said angrily, "How old are you? You're still so careless!"
Xie Wendong laughed and said, "Okay, I'll definitely be more careful next time." Looking at Xie Wendong with a beaming face, Xu Na felt that he was really somewhat different, at least much more cheerful.
"What's so funny? Xie Wendong, you didn't run to the hospital just to avoid me, did you? Haha!" Li Shuang walked towards Xie Wendong with a mischievous smile on his face.
As soon as Xu Na saw that Li Shuang was bullying Xie Wendong, she got angry and shouted loudly, "Li Shuang, are you crazy? Can't you see that Xie Wendong is injured?"
"Oops, is he your boyfriend? Why are you helping him so much? When did you two get together?"
Xu Na's face turned red with anger. "You... you're so shameless." Xie Wendong pulled Xu Na and said, "Forget it. Just treat what he said as farting. Why bother arguing with him?" Xu Na couldn't help but laugh out loud and looked at Li Shuang playfully without saying a word.
Li Shuang thought he had misheard and stared at Xie Wendong, saying, "Damn it, what did you just say?"
Xie Wendong stood up, straightened his chest, and walked towards Li Shuang. When his face was only half a foot away from Li Shuang's face, he stopped and said word by word, "I just said that what you said was like farting!"
Everyone stared at Xie Wendong in front of them in disbelief. Li Shuang only felt a "bang" in his head, like a volcanic eruption. With red eyes, he said, "Xie Wendong, don't you think you're awesome just because you've been in the hospital for a few days? Who are you pretending to be?" As he said this, he punched Xie Wendong in the face.
Blood flowed from the corner of Xie Wendong's mouth, but this time he didn't cry. Instead, he was laughing. He looked at Li Shuang and laughed out loud, putting his hands in his pockets. When Li Shuang and everyone else thought that Xie Wendong was out of his mind, the laughter stopped. Xie Wendong took out the hand that was in his pocket, and Li Shuang saw a knife, a brand-new decoration knife.
Xie Wendong slowly pushed out the blade. The classroom was completely silent, only the sound of the decoration knife, "click! click!"

 

Li Shuang suppressed the fear in his heart. He didn't believe that Xie Wendong, who had been beaten up badly by him just a week ago, could do anything to him now. "Damn you, don't think I'm afraid of you just because of that lousy knife. A shrimp wants to be on the big plate? You don't even look at what a pathetic state you're in." Seeing that Xie Wendong didn't move, he was even more certain that he was just trying to scare people. Li Shuang pushed Xie Wendong's head. "I hate the sight of you. Get out of my way now."
After Li Shuang finished speaking, Xie Wendong moved to the side, and the hand holding the knife suddenly swiped in front of Li Shuang's eyes. Li Shuang only felt a chill on his face, and then the classmates around him let out ear-piercing screams. A sweet and salty liquid flowed into Li Shuang's mouth. Li Shuang reached out and touched his face. What was it? It was so sticky! When he looked at his hand, it was covered in blood.
"Ah! ~~" Li Shuang covered his face with both hands and let out a scream. Xie Wendong stepped forward, grabbed his hair, and pulled it hard, making Li Shuang look at him with his eyes. "Do you know? This is the consequence of bullying me!" Li Shuang looked into Xie Wendong's cold eyes. In just an instant, he felt that these were not the eyes of a human being, but rather the kind of eyes that only a wild beast could have. Now he was very afraid. For the first time in his life, he felt what it meant to face death. It wasn't because of the wound on his face or the knife in Xie Wendong's hand, but because of the person standing in front of him, who was both familiar and strange.

 

After all, the junior high school students were still teenagers, and they had never seen such a scene before. Some timid girls were so scared that they started crying. A male student ran out of the classroom, strode to the head teacher's office, and pushed the door open and rushed in. At that time, the head teacher was reading the teaching reference materials before class. When he saw the student from his class rushing in in a flurry, he asked, "Sun Xuewen, why did you come in without knocking?"
Sun Xuewen took a breath and said, "Teacher, it's not good. Xie Wendong cut Li Shuang's face, and there's a lot of blood!"

 

The head teacher was a male teacher. He usually liked Xie Wendong very much. He thought that this child not only studied hard but also had a very smart mind. No matter how difficult the problem was, he could understand it after being taught once. It was just that he was a bit introverted. He didn't quite believe what Sun Xuewen said. How could a good student like Xie Wendong cut a classmate's face?! But looking at Sun Xuewen's appearance, he didn't seem to be lying. With a curious mind, he walked towards the classroom with Sun Xuewen.

 

When they reached the door of the classroom, they heard that it was completely silent inside. The teacher looked at Sun Xuewen in surprise and thought to himself, you little rascal, don't you dare lie to me. Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson. Sun Xuewen felt uneasy under the teacher's gaze and stood still. The teacher pushed the door open and entered the classroom. All the students in the class were sitting in their seats. He first took a look at Xie Wendong, who was lying on the desk reading a book at that time. Then he looked up and back. He saw that Li Shuang was covering his face with a handkerchief, but the bright red blood had already soaked through the handkerchief, and the blood was dripping onto the desk.

 

The teacher asked loudly, "Li Shuang, who cut your face?"
Li Shuang raised his head and secretly glanced at Xie Wendong sitting in front. He found that Xie Wendong was looking back at him. It was that kind of look again, the look of a wild beast, which made him feel that if he told the truth, he would be torn to pieces immediately. His heart turned cold, and he couldn't help but shiver. He stood up and shouted, "Teacher, I accidentally cut my face myself. It wasn't cut by someone else."

 

The teacher already disliked a student like Li Shuang. When he heard what Li Shuang said, he let out a sigh of relief. "Then what are you still sitting here for? Chen Hui, take him to the infirmary!" After saying that, he gave Li Shuang a glare and mumbled softly, "So annoying. There's blood all over the floor!"

 

Then he pointed at Sun Xuewen. "Why did you say that Li Shuang's face was cut by Xie Wendong?" Sun Xuewen said 委屈地，"Just now I saw with my own eyes that Xie Wen..." But when he saw Xie Wendong's gaze, he swallowed the rest of his words. He turned to the teacher and said, "I'm... sorry, teacher. I shouldn't have lied. Li Shuang cut his face himself!"
"Check things out more clearly next time before you tell me." The teacher turned to Xie Wendong and said, "Wendong, the mid-term exam is coming soon. How's your review going?"
Xie Wendong stood up respectfully and replied, "Teacher, don't worry! I'm confident that I can get the first place in the grade."

 

Having a student like Xie Wendong was a source of pride for a teacher. With such a student in the class, he would feel superior when standing with other teachers. The teacher smiled in satisfaction, patted Xie Wendong's shoulder, and said, "Wendong, it's a good thing to study hard. But you have to take care of your body. Don't overwork yourself, okay?"
Xie Wendong nodded obediently. "Thank you, teacher, for your concern. I will pay attention to it!"

 

The teacher asked Xie Wendong to sit down and said to Sun Xuewen, "Go and get a mop to clean up the blood in the classroom." Sun Xuewen had resigned himself to the situation now. He would rather offend the teacher than tell the truth because he felt that Xie Wendong now was scarier than the teacher. The teacher stood in the classroom for a while. He didn't leave until he saw that Sun Xuewen had cleaned the floor. The classroom was unusually quiet. Every student sat in their seat, feeling as if a big stone was pressing on their hearts, making it hard to breathe. It was Xu Na who finally broke the silence. Looking at her deskmate beside her, she asked, "Why have you become so ruthless?"
Xie Wendong said indifferently, "Because I understand that only in this way can I avoid being bullied by others."
"But even if Li Shuang is a bit bad, you were too harsh. Such a big wound will probably leave a scar on his face, right?" Xu Na thought that Xie Wendong had gone too far.
Xie Wendong smiled and said something inexplicable, "A person's life is already destined by heaven. No matter how hard you try, you can't change your own destiny." After saying that, he lay on the desk and ignored Xu Na beside him, who had a look of confusion on her face.

 

After a while, Li Shuang and Chen Hui came back from the infirmary. Li Shuang had a four-inch-long piece of gauze horizontally pasted on his nose, and there were faint traces of blood on it. When Li Shuang passed by Xie Wendong, he stopped, bowed respectfully, and said, "Brother Dong, from now on, you're my boss, and I'll follow you!"

 

The fat guy Li Shuang, who used to bully Xie Wendong often, from then on became his most loyal bodyguard in the future. No one knew how many scars all over his body were taken for Xie Wendong. That's a story for another time.
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